FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2007

Poetry

Cells Remember the Dark Mother
- L. Calio
Civil Twilight
- J. Campbell
Thirteen and Taken to Italy
- A. DiGennaro
Grandpa’s Wine
- G. Fagiani
scenes from an immigrant’s north
- J. Farina
Ritual
- V. Fazio
Embellishing an Irish Bible
- M. Flannery
My Father
- P. Franchini
Antietam’s Bloody Lane
- M. Galvin
Vulcano
- D. Grilli
Cuchulain Looks West from the Cliffs of Moher
- J Hart
Appolonia Remembers Her Wedding Day
- A. Iocavino
Dessert
- R. Leitz
The Same
- M. Lisella
Captured
- S. Mankerian
Penetration
- D. Massengill
On “Tuscan” Things
- N. Matros
Paddy Morgan
- D. Maulsby
Dreaming in Italian
- T. Mendez-Quigley
The Groom’s Lament
- J. Mulligan
Burns Supper
- K. Muth
Santorini
- P. Nicholas
Pop
- J. Nower
Tango, Tangere, Tetigi, Tactum
- M. O'Connor
My Italian Name
- J. Pignetti
A New Life with Bianca
- F. Polizzi
St. Anthony of Padua
- D. Pucciani
Chocolate Craze
- F. Sarafa
Black Irish
- J. Wells

FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2007

Prose

King Arthur in the Enchanted Garden of Mt. Etna
- E. Farinella
Review of Gil Fagiani’s ROOKS
- S. Dickinson
Review of Helen Baolini’s A CIRCULAR JOURNEY
- R. Holz

FEATURED ARTIST
Janine Coyne

BIOGRAPHIES

Contributors

Teresa Méndez-Quigley

DREAMING IN ITALIAN When I dream in Italian, I don’t always understand the words I’m saying, but others do. The sounds round out my mouth like sweet berries. Colors abound. Brilliant yellow of lemons that dangle over southern balconies like maiden breasts. Lush rolling greens over the Alps and Apennine Mountains that cross the country like a T. Calming blue like the Adriatic at lunch time. I never eat or smell the scents, but for one night, I return to the market places and laugh out loud in Italian. I am beautiful and my hair is black .